My dreams are a mess. Why did I even do this? I shouldn't have come to this network, and there is a part of me that wants to know more. So in the dreams, I am still at the Outpost and I'm continuing the interviews to determine who lives and that seems to be a ruse cause I know I'm not taking any of them, at least I don't think so. I'm fucking with them maybe, but this girl - I touched her and she pushes me back, and I turn into this thing. She's got magic and so do I. Then I go to the basement, cut myself and start pleading for help from my father - in a pentagram. Okay, if that isn't fucked up enough, the leader of the group decides that she wants to kill everyone including me and make the way to the Cooperative herself, along with an android that I seem to have designed. She serves the group poison apples, they throw up all over and die, then she tries to kill me but the android shoots her instead, and I tell her about the woman that was killed for protecting me, my nanny. I created her after the only one who really loved me - and she worships Satan - and apparently HIS SON!
That's me. The son of Satan - the Anti-Christ.
And when I woke up, the glass sitting next to my bed smashed into the wall all by itself. Now weird shit happens when I think about something too hard. Things move, shake, and I've got this weird energy, not like being hyper, but I can feel it.